A POEM BY MOONLIGHT

By moonphish

Thu, 26 Sep 2013
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i turned the lights off at the wall
but all did not grow dim
the moon called from the window
shining bright from rim to rim
.
although the night was chilly
i escaped from where i roomed
with notebook and a pen in hand
to where the brilliance loomed
.
the sphere, above, my paper
frosted beams, my bleeding ink
and i was just the vessel
left without a mind to think
.
a sad visage peered back at me
its lines revealed the ache
of being torn away from home
with heart about to break
.
a barren waste of soil and stone
pitch blackness in its sky
as if it were a soul, unloved
just cast away to die
.
bombarded by projectiles
with no atmosphere to shield
a pockmarked angry satellite
that God had never healed
.
but yet, i felt its honor
and its duty to its tasks
a servant to its mother
who desires but never asks
.
the moon departed quickly
sinking down behind the trees
i found myself in darkness
but my spirit more at ease
 
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Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Alvin,  great use of words in this poem,  especially liked that third stanza.  Thanks for sharing.  Jenny.

 

Submitted by moonphish on

thanks Jenny...so glad you enjoyed :) - alvin

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Just wonderful, alvin.  The third stanza, my favourite too;-)

Tina

 

Submitted by moonphish on

thanks Tina....i appreciate your time and kind words :) - alvin